Her bird friends were gone, now vile owls followed her every move. The fireflies betrayed her position e’ry time, so no longer they were her friends. Her dreams were more decadent, as an ugly figure stood watch outside her lair. The abominable ogre would be outside, and when he entered he seized her arm and… She awoke with the wolves still mounting guard outside.
Her fantasy was gone… Now there were nightmares. Now, she knew evil… She knew malice… And she knew desire. She was yearning, for some reason she became attached to the mysterious musician of that night… Every waking moment, she remembered his music, only for the animals to howl violently.
But… It came to happen. One day, the wolves left the
cave. They were a hungered, and they were desperate so they left her by a few
instants. And she ran… As fast as she could… With all their power, her legs
ran.
She felt huge steel claws in her head and painful
bites in her legs… And she was heading right into the ogre…
The ogre took her by the hand… Unto the plains he carried her. She wisheth to dream... But she awoke... And she saw
no ogre… But a man, red stained white shirt and black trousers. Soft he spake,
quiet his walk… “Blessed be the Lord! I thought I lost you!” He sayeth with
teary eyes… His embrace was cold and warm and the same time… And she felt
kisses in her face as he tightened his grasp… But he wept, for those eyes hath
no idea of what was happening…
He took her to his cottage in the fields… he shewed
her many paintings, as he called them, of this beautiful girl, he claimed, was
her. Slowly, memories returned…
“D-D-Dearest Michael?” She mumbled, as her glazed eyes
slowly came back to life. Disbelief he hath… “What is thy name, gracious
wench?” He sayeth… “Beloved, thou knowest well… For this is your wife, Enid.”
He rushed to embrace her, with trembling voice and
teary eyes… His suffering hath stopped and his nightmare… not forgotten.
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